From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 419: Report to Heaven and to Hell

Qi Qianshu immediately recognized the hand seal that Zhang Miaofa was making.

This seal is called the Heavenly Master Seal. It is said to have been created by Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Heavenly Master family. It is the only legacy of the Heavenly Master family. When one cultivates it to a deep level, one will have incredible magical powers. Later, it was spread by the Zhengyi Dao, and even a little Taoist boy who has just entered the sect will learn it.

Although this hand seal is rumored to be mysterious and rare, it is actually very common in Taoism and has been widely circulated. It is also one of the contents taught in many Taoist temples today. However, no one has ever developed supernatural powers with it.

Just like Li Yang's Golden Light Mantra, the six great Taoist mantras are a required course for many Taoist sects, but apart from Li Yang, no one in the world has ever cultivated supernatural powers.
The legendary Heavenly Master's magic actually appeared in the world. Seeing that ordinary magic weapons were useless, Zhang Fazhen had to use all his strength to activate the magic sword.

He displayed a superior sword-wielding technique, but unfortunately his cultivation level was only at the innate level. After several battles, he was exhausted and even his steps were a little weak.

The green light danced faster and faster, like a ball of auspicious snow, rolling around in the hall.
Facing Zhang Fazhen's full force, Zhang Miaofa also began to feel exhausted. His meridians had already started to break, and the exposed skin on his arms was cracking, which was shocking to look at, and blood was spurting out.

He tried his best to point his finger at the green light, and the green shadow was like a cold light, and was blown away like lightning, flying towards a huge wooden beam in the hall that two people could hug together.

With a loud snap, the protruding side of the wooden beam was cut off.

At this moment of complete silence, a breeze suddenly blew by, and wood chips scattered like rain, leaving the Taoists on both sides stunned.

Suddenly, Zhang Miaofa said, "Daoyou, attack and defense change, it's my turn."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Miaofa's figure flashed, and he was already in front of Zhang Fazhen by pinching his fingers. His right index finger and little finger naturally formed a sword finger, and it was fixed two centimeters in front of Zhang Fazhen's forehead like a golden light.

Zhang Fazhen's magic sword also turned around and stopped at the back of Zhang Miaofa's head.

At this moment, all the light faded away, and the Taoists on both sides could see Zhang Miaofa's miserable condition.
There was no intact skin or flesh on his body, and even the flesh on his face had begun to crack, revealing the bones underneath. The trouser legs of his Taoist robe were swollen, and a few pieces of flesh were falling out, which was extremely shocking and horrifying.

Although the North Sea is far away, it can be reached by the rising sun.
This technique is so against the will of heaven that it attacks the superior with the inferior. The horror of its backlash is beyond the imagination of outsiders.

However, Zhang Miaofa still looked calm and forced a smile, but some pieces of flesh were peeling off his face.

The two men were facing each other in a close confrontation. With just one more step, they could kill each other, but they both stopped their actions.
Zhang Fazhen's hair was in disarray, and her face was so gloomy that it seemed as if frost was forming on it.
He couldn't believe that he had actually fought on equal terms with Zhang Miaofa.

Zhang Miaofa asked with a smile: "Why did you stop?"

"Why did you stop?"

Zhang Fazhen asked coldly, thinking in his heart
In fact, it was a bit far-fetched to say that they were evenly matched. Just now, Zhang Miaofa's sword finger reached his forehead first, and his own sword lagged behind for a moment. He severed the connection with the sword in despair, but unexpectedly, Zhang Miaofa stopped.

"It's simple, because I lied to you again. I just said those things just to disturb your mind and make your moves messy."

Zhang Fazhen's expression suddenly changed: "What do you mean, are you saying that you are not dying?"

"Do you think I look like I can live for a long time?" Zhang Miaofa smiled bitterly: "Most of it is true, only one thing deceived you."

"I never intended to take your life."

"Ok?"

Not only Zhang Fazhen did not react to these words, but also Zhang Miaocheng and several elders from Longhu Mountain on the mainland did not react.

The fingertips of his right hand still emitted golden light, and stopped two centimeters in front of Zhang Fazhen's brow. Zhang Miaofa did not pause for long, and continued to speak word by word.
"I can die, but not in your hands."

"You can die, but not in my hands."

"Today, the two of us are fighting. If one of us dies or gets hurt, there will be a rift between Longhu Mountain on the mainland and Tianshi Dao on the treasure island. Your disciples will avenge you, and my fellow disciples and clan elders will also avenge me." "In that case, no matter who survives in the end, the unification of the two veins will be reduced to smoke, and the two veins will even become more hostile to each other, and there will be no possibility of unification."

Although Zhang Fazhen wanted to refute, he was helpless because the situation was stronger than him, so he could only ask in a deep voice: "So what do you want to do now?"

"I want you to swear an oath in front of all the gods in the Wanfa Sect Altar... You know what the oath is."

Zhang Fazhen was immediately furious: "Zhang Miaofa, you are treacherous! So this is why you chose to fight in the Wanfa Sect Altar!"

"Whatever you think, hurry up and send it, or I won't be able to hold on if my hands shake, and then it will be the end."

After saying this, Zhang Miaofa seemed to be really weak. The golden light from the tip of his sword flickered in front of Zhang Fazhen's brows, making Zhang Fazhen's face twitch with anger. He threatened:

"I think you need to understand the current situation. My magic sword can take your life at any time!"

"Then let's see who is faster. Anyway, I am going to die soon. If I am lucky enough to take you with me, I am sure I will not be alone in the underworld."

It was meant as a teasing tone, but it made Zhang Fazhen's hair stand on end.

Zhang Fazhen knew that Zhang Miaofa was gambling, but Zhang Fazhen had to admit that Zhang Miaofa made the right bet.

If I really kill myself, then everything will be over.

If he survived and did as Zhang Miaofa said, he would kill the current headmaster of Mount Longhu with his own hands, and he would never be able to rule Mount Longhu in this lifetime.

At this moment, even Li Yang couldn't help but take a breath and sighed that he was indeed an old fox who had been in the officialdom for decades.

Zhang Fazhen could only reluctantly clasp his hands together, raise them to the level of his eyebrows, and bow his body, performing the standard three kowtows:
"Today, Zhang Fazhen, the 65th generation disciple of the Zhengyi Taoist sect, swore in front of the altar of the gods that he would never again mention the so-called restoration of the Taoist priest, and would work together with the descendants of the Zhang family to revive the glory of Zhengyi.

This oath is presented to the heavens, heard by the underworld, reported to all saints, and passed to the three realms, witnessed by all the heavenly ancestors. Heaven and earth are my witnesses, and the sun and moon are my witnesses. If I go against my heart and break this oath, I am willing to be struck by five thunderbolts, my soul will be scattered, and I will never be reincarnated. "

Zhang Miaofa retracted his sword finger, gently stroked his chin, which had lost most of its beard, and nodded with satisfaction: "That's great..."

"How about we just tie this game between the two of us?"

"It's up to you." After making the oath, Zhang Fazhen's spirit and energy became visibly depressed. He clasped his hands together and walked out of the Tai Chi platform listlessly.

So at this moment, everyone's eyes were on Zhang Miaofa who was still standing on the field.

Li Yang narrowed his eyes. The twists and turns of what happened today really opened his eyes.

As the protagonist of all the events, Zhang Miaofa was already a little unsteady on the scene.

The Taoist priest, who was only in his forties but had gray hair, staggered with each step, coughed up blood, and bowed to the people on both sides while slowly stepping off the stage amid the cheers of Zhang Miaocheng and the Taoists.

Behind him, there was a pile of minced meat.

“Perhaps, this generation of the Zhang family really has a descendant who can inherit the position of Heavenly Master.”

Looking at this staggering figure, not only Li Yang, but everyone on the field had the same thought in their minds at this moment.

(End of this chapter)